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Welcome to
www.PoetryPoem.com/gayathri
Every night i feel this strange emotion,
Gliding through my hands to pen's motion.
Don't have anything to say,
But i write as it may.
My hands simply write down words,
As if i had been to many worlds.
My mind is blank but eyes are not.
Its as if dreamlands i have sought.
Nothing to say but i write in vain,
As if the next moment i will be in pain.
What a strange emotion,
My pen is still in motion.
Printing her ink on to the paper,
Drawing the words i never asked her.
She's confused about what i meant,
All that i write she consent
But if you know tell me though,
I am writing what i saw.
This site is dedicated to my family, friends,
and anyone that appreciates life's joys.
I hope these pages make you smile,
reminisce, and perhaps shed a tear.
Please visit often for changes and updates.
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